In a split second the entire group of Silver Hands surrounded the vampire, silver swords aiming at her! One of them was even a capable mage as his hands glowed with fire! But all the vampire heard from Odin Fenrir was a soft chuckle. "Where have you been for the last hundred years, undead? It matters not. The Dawnguard are strong and it wouldn't be long now until they wipe your filthy species out of Tamriel and return you all to the Prince of Rape. But I give you, but a single warning: Leave now and face your death with the Dawnguard later, or suffer a dozen silver swords in your decaying flesh and die now."